i think i have heard this joke somewhere -- by Caio fernandes - 2009 - inspired by painting sheltered heart , i am the re incarnation
poem inspired by the painting " sheltered heart , iam the re-incarnation" , by Caio Fernandes .
i got skins of white petals drowning memories of ancient breaths......i got the wide cold sky into a glass of water .
the simple " just because " fron the Heaven and i got sheltered .
i got i got i got .i got nothing on Earth , honney .
there was a tiny effort of the brize to move the leafs fron the forgotten ground .
the floor is so abstract . smels like a abyss for my neck .
i shouldn't be on this planet . when i die just write " E.T phone home or "leave me alone " on my gravestone .
( i think i have heard this joke alread somewhere )
as while the air reflects the sun light and the space between our smiles echo all the distant galaxies ... ..... it is so easy to love her , and her , and her , and her.... it is so easy to leave all then ...... and stay quiet , staring the void being filled with concret dust and the touchs of the cats .
( i think i have heard this joke alread somewhere )
and how many times will i have to hear again ? and how many times will i have to wonder the bless of the life , incarnate a new body , experiment , experiment , till find my lovely home sweet home . that i know since my first incarnation that isn't on Earth .
.... to give up of the first person of the singular ...
.... to give up of all the persons of all the times .....
i got skins of white petals drowning memories of ancient breaths . but not enough .and the steam of running thoughts dives into the " once upon a time : the silence " .
it is so easy to love ( intence ) her for the whole eternity , and then leave her for ever ..... and all hers of my life .
be a man , shelter your heart and reliase your dick .
( i think i have heard this joke before somewhere )
i know where i heard this joke ! the destiny told me this joke . all the useless time .and the stupidy here laughs . it 's not funny . what a horrible joke . i hate jokes and i hate to play .
i am going to sit here . and exist . just exist till the end . till all the veins get melted , till the nerves get eaten by the atmosphere . till all the voices of the world shut up into their onw riots . until i give up of the first person of the singular . all the idea of "I" , isn't me , isn't mine .
Jesus , i trust you to be my intermediary for be able to talk to THE FATHER .
all the real beault and truth of this planet doesn't come fron this planet .
all the real beault and truth of this dimension doesn't come fron this dimension .
not even the rare lapses of purity that some hearts have once in life ...... every single criature is just a link for unreachble distances .... i don't understand why .. why all this work .
( and a supernova sings uder my tongue )
thank You Sir
the simple " just because " fron the Heaven and i got sheltered . it is all i need to hear .
